novelraw Chapter 308: Caught in One’s Own Trap (3)
Chapter 308: Caught in One’s Own Trap (3)
This time, she spent eighty million to hire this international model.Everyone knows that when Xiao Mo wears something, it almost always becomes popular, and there’s no need to worry about sales.
She refuses to believe that this time she won’t surpass Qiao Mo and win first place!
Her cheeks contorted at the thought of the humiliating situation earlier.
White Lotus... it must be that bitch Qiao Mo gossiping in Fu Nancheng’s ear, otherwise why would he think she had such a name!
A fierce hatred rose in her eyes, reminiscent of that guard, as she fiercely wiped her mouth.
No, she can’t let Qiao Mo win at all!
Remembering Qiao Mo’s calm demeanor earlier, Shen Tingting glanced at the well-prepared Xiao Mo, turned, and left the separate dressing room.
She turned and walked to the noisy backstage, searching through the bustling crowd until she finally found the model Qiao Mo had hired, Qi Yu.
At that moment, Qi Yu was feeling a bit bored, checking his watch, knowing there were only two minutes left before they had to assemble and prepare to enter.
His appearance was scheduled as number seventeen, so he wasn’t in a rush.
Shen Tingting swiftly approached, her gaze falling on Qi Yu, spoke gently, "Mr. Qi, could you spare a moment to talk?"
Qi Yu furrowed his brows, sizing up Shen Tingting.
The lady in front of him had striking features, but for someone who had seen many beauties, she failed to stir any desire.
"Does this lady have any business?"
"I have a deal I’d like to discuss with you. Are you interested?"
"Sorry, I’m not interested."
Qi Yu seemed uninterested, withdrawing his gaze, and turned towards the direction of the dressing room.
Truthfully, he was far more eager to get Qiao Mo into bed. Just thinking of her charming demeanor made his bones melt.
Shen Tingting wasn’t upset and continued, "Mr. Qi is just a second-tier model, don’t you plan to consider your future?"
Qi Yu stopped, staring at her silently.
With little time left, Shen Tingting got straight to the point: "I’m the Shen family’s heiress. Just agree to my deal, and I’ll promise to elevate you to a top-tier male model with the Shen family’s fashion company. Plus, this transaction will earn you fifty million in remuneration."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yu finally paid attention.
He carefully examined Shen Tingting again, said nothing, and walked to a corner.
"What exactly does Miss Shen want to deal?"
Seeing this, Shen Tingting smiled slightly, her eyes displaying confidence.
She knew the fifty million was a huge temptation for a second-tier model like Qi Yu. After all, their pay for a single show rarely exceeded two hundred thousand, often much less, only around twenty to thirty thousand.
Moreover, she promised to promote him heavily; unless he’s a fool, he’d surely be tempted.
"The deal I want is simple, causing no loss to Mr. Qi. Just leave here now, and this fifty million is yours." Shen Tingting retrieved a check from her handbag, handing it to Qi Yu.
Seeing the digits on it, Qi Yu couldn’t deny being tempted.
Even though he’s somewhat famous, truthfully, he’s barely a second-tier model. There’s an abundance of models like him, and their earnings are limited, unlikely to earn fifty million in a year.
"It’s that simple?" Qi Yu was skeptical.
"It’s that simple. I just don’t want Qiao Mo to have a model for the stage, and I don’t want her competing with me for the championship."